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I’m Dying

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I’m dying. And so are you. And so is everybody.

We are dying the moment we arrive. Actually, we are dying before that. We are dying in our mother’s womb. Some never even make it out alive. From the moment we are created, we are dying. Therefore, why don’t we live like it? Why don’t we live like we are dying?

So, then, why don’t we live like it? Why don’t we live like we are dying?

Our lives should be full of love and joy and living for the moment. You hear it all the time: “Live each day as if it were your last”. Yet, why don’t we?

UntitledOur impending death seems to always be forgotten. We whine and complain about aches and pains and all sorts of irrelevant things. Even then, death is the farthest thing from our minds. If we did think about it, though, we would probably not feel our pain as strongly. We would not complain about stupid, trivial things that our loved ones do.

If you’ve ever had someone who was close to you pass away, then you most likely thought back on all of the things you could have changed while they were alive. Even if you were close, there are always feelings of remorse about how you could have done something differently, and now it’s too late.

We think these thoughts and feel remorse for a while, and then we forget. We go back to our daily lives and routines until the next eye-opener.

When we are born, we come into this world just like everyone else. No matter what status or wealth our parents have, we all come in the same way. What we do with our lives is up to us. What we make of ourselves is up to us. When we are young, our lives are manipulated and shaped by other people. Once we become aware of life and our surroundings, it’s up to us to make something of ourselves.

Only by making it a habit of living our lives right from the beginning and teaching our children how precious life is, is the only way to fully enjoy the short time that we are given. It’s the way to set an example for future generations and maybe bring some peace to this world of hate we’ve become.

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Caring For Others Starts With Caring For Ourselves

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When it comes to taking care of others, we can’t do it until we take care of ourselves. Whether we are talking about our country helping others, or we, as a parent, want to provide for our children – until we are stable, we can’t offer much to anyone else.

I am not sure what it is that makes some countries want to help others when they have so many of their own people living in the streets. Sure, there are some who chose that route due to their own issues, such as drug usage or just not wanting any other lifestyle. But there are actually real people who had nowhere else to turn.

burden-1296754_960_720Why are there so many people who can’t afford to see a doctor, and when they do, can’t afford to take the proper sick time to care for themselves? Why is it so hard to get on disability? Instead, they are forced to go to work and suffer until they eventually work themselves to death. What’s more, they are forced to pay taxes which pay for healthy people to sit back and enjoy a good life!

As an individual, you are probably always taking care of others and not taking proper care of yourself.  But, how does that work out? You can’t help others unless you are ok yourself! And yet, we are made to feel guilty when we focus on ourselves. We are seen as vain and self-centered. Countries, too, should take care of themselves before they take care of others.

Just like when you’re on an airplane and you get those safety instructions before your flight takes off – they tell you that in the case of an emergency,  you need to put on your own mask first, and then help a child. Whether it is instinct or just thinking you are doing the right thing, you would probably want to put the kid’s mask on first. However, once the kid’s mask is on and you lose oxygen, would they be able to help you? So, it is actually more logical that you take care of yourself first.

287006_2228597322027_2145461_oFocus on you! Take care of yourself so that you can take better care of your children. Be a role model. If you want the best for them, have an education and a good job so that you can best take care and provide for them.  Surround yourself with good people who help boost your morale. Focus on your health and taking good care of yourself if that means you will live longer and be a better person. While many of us can’t afford health care, we can still make better choices when it comes to eating and exercising.

When we are all the best we can be, only then can we, individually, or as a group, help others.

Natural Adrenalin – Can You Put That In a Bottle?

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I, like millions of other people, live with daily pain. It is horrible to have to live with so much pain that just sitting, standing and many other day-to-day movements can cause. We take so many things for granted when we are young.

And I,  just like millions of other people, have been given so many medications and tried so many treatments that may mask the pain temporarily, but nothing really seems to work. If anything, when the medications or treatments wear off, the pain seems to have intensified, because the original problem is still there.

Of course, a “cure” may never be found. If it does, it is probably a long way from being discovered. However, what I have found is that music and dancing give me a boost of energy that makes me “forget” the pain. It takes me to another level that I can’t explain, but at that time and place, I feel good. Really good. Awesome, even.

13934764_10209723720917360_1638781542874610390_nStrange how I am not able to move one minute, but let me hear some of my favorite songs, and I jump up and just start moving. I am not a good dancer, by any means, but that’s never stopped me! If, however, a disability lawyer would just happen to see me, they would tell me that there is no way that I am disabled. They would swear there is nothing wrong with me and that I am quite capable of standing on my feet all day. 

Yet, it is the adrenaline that gives me the motivation for just that moment in time. Unfortunately, I can’t play music and dance at a workplace all day long. I have to get to business eventually. And when I stop, the pain comes back. Sometimes with a vengeance, because of the dancing.

So, how can I capture this feeling and save it inside of me to last throughout the workday? Can this stuff be bottled and taken as needed? It would be a wonder drug. It would be the most natural medication there is. If scientists could figure out a way, this would be the miracle product we’ve all been waiting for!

Until then, I will have to keep my dancing and bursts of energy to myself.

The Invisible Handicap

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Chronic pain. It’s real. It’s debilitating. It makes you want to just curl up and die.29657_425099515940_6942706_n OK, well, not necessarily die, but just not have anything to do with the world at that point in time. We just want to be left alone. We hope it will go away. We are pretty sure it would feel so much better if we didn’t have all the responsibilities that come along with living. We wish the dog would walk itself and the children could just do without Mom for one day. We wish we didn’t have to go to work. There’s nothing like falling asleep after a night of tossing and turning and then the fucking alarm goes off. And then comes the stress of the job: the work, the co-workers, the clients, the commute.

Yet, people will look at you and think, “There’s nothing wrong with her. She’s just fat. If she would just get up off of her lazy ass and move around, she’d be alright.” Okay, to be honest, that’s partially true. I once had back pain so bad, I practically crawled into the chiropractor’s office. He looked at me and said, “You’re overweight. You need to walk two miles a day.” At the time, I was actually not overweight. I have wide hips, and at the time, people did not admit that a big butt was attractive. This was all before Jennifer Lopez and Kim Kardashian made that a ‘thing’. NOW I am overweight. But, anyway… I looked at the guy in astonishment. I couldn’t believe it! I could barely walk into his office, and here this fucking moron wants me to walk two miles??

Okay, well, out of spite, I decided to do it. It was a huge struggle at first. But, you know what? It worked! I started to feel better and after a while, I was able to stand up straight and actually walk.

I did feel good for a while, but you know what? Chronic pain never really goes away.  It eventually comes back – with a vengeance. And you just don’t want to get up anymore. You don’t care if you get fat. And you do get fat. Which doesn’t make matters better. But you don’t care. You are in pain.

You know, you see all of these success stories of people with physical handicaps who accomplish amazing feats. I am so happy for them, I really am. However, many of them, while they are physically challenged, do not have pain. Not all of them, but lots of them. Some are born that way and really don’t know any different. And it truly is an accomplishment for them, and I think they are incredible and amazing.

But you know what? I have days where I feel like I need a standing ovation just for making it out of bed. I feel like people should be gaping in awe that I made it to work. But, no. What do I get? Eye rolls. For being fat. For feeling pain.

Apply for disability and what do you get? Denied! Why? Because you can still sit. OK, you may have excruciating pain while doing it, but who cares? Or, maybe you can still wiggle your big toe. Or maybe you can still pick up a phone. No sympathy for you!!

Maybe one day there will be more recognition for it, but until then, people with chronic pain have to suffer in silence.